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Comfort

Chapter 2

The clock read 3:00 AM when Rocky heard the gravel outside. He had fallen asleep on the couch watching Mickey's Christmas Carol for the hundredth time. Attired in his favorite blue flannel shirt, and blue sweat pants, Rocky shuffled over to the front door, and peered outside the window next to it. He smiled as he saw the familiar figure leaving the jeep. Rocky opened up the front door as his friend walked up the walk-way.

"About time you got here," he called out.

Adam smiled as he heard Rocky from the doorway. He looked up the darkened path, and saw his friend dimly lit in the archway. "Not my fault you moved out to the middle of no-where."

"Washington is not no-where."

"Close enough," Adam said as he climbed the front steps and wrapped his friend in a hug.

"Good to see you Adam," Rocky smiled.

"You too, Rocko."

"Are you ever going to stop calling me that?"

"Nope," Adam laughed, as Rocky led him inside. Adam looked around. "Kat not here yet?"

"She called a while ago. She was hoping to be here around 5 or 6."

"Wow. That girl and her night drives."

"She says she likes it better. Less traffic. She could've been here yesterday afternoon if she had just left at a normal time." Rocky poured himself a cup of coffee. "I'm going to stay up for her. Are you tired?"

"Nah. Got my second wind about a half hour ago. Took a nap before I left. But where can I put my stuff?"

"Oh about that," Rocky said taking a sip of coffee. "I only have one spare bedroom, so I figured you and I could share my room, and Kat could have her own room."

Adam blushed. "Isn't that a bit awkward?"

"Why?" Rocky raised his eyebrows. "We slept in the same bed all the time growing up."

Adam shrugged. "I guess it won't be weird. Um… where is the room?"

Rocky directed Adam up the stairs, and Adam climbed the stairs by himself. When he arrived at the room he sat down on the bed for a moment. This was supposed to be the time where he would tell Rocky he was gay. He didn't want things to be awkward, but he didn't know how he could avoid things being awkward at this point. He sighed and went back downstairs to visit with his old friend.